Blind in the dark dungeon's night Out in the distance There's so much gold The treasure that I've found Is more than enough Far to be the hill we've to go Over the mountain and seas To the old hill Where the old dragon sleeps

You and I, stand with our heads held up high Me and you, together whatever we do All the love - you've given me, I cherish, babe, so All the times - I've spent with you, I treasure girl, you Everything I possess is down to you more or less Anything that

If you see him, tell him I wish him well Well, sometimes it's hard to tell I still miss him more than ever But please don't say a word If you see her, tell her I'm doing fine And if you want to

I miss you more I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more I miss you more, I miss you more What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it? What’s gonna be left of the world, oh? Every minute and every hour Every stumble and

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na The price is high When you keep the score Take your souls

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

I'll go coastal on ya Tank top, love handles Tube socks, Jesus sandals Cheap blender, ice bucket Raw oysters, yeah, give me one and shuck it Holds up a frozen orange daiquiri And laughs, here's to the boys at the factory No more building transmissions

Negra no me celes tanto Tu conmigo vives resentida Y si acaso no regreso por la tarde Todos eso son amores pasajeros y a mi casa vuelvo siempre completico. Déjame gozar la vida Pero yo te alegro con mi canto. Cuando salgo de parranda muchas veces me

I turn to stone I turn to stone when you are gone I can't go on I turn to stone, when you comin' home The city streets are empty now (The lights don't shine no more) And so the songs are way down low A sound that flows into my mind (The echoes of the